Young padudaaaaamn.

Okay, I'm not so much of a geek that I know if the Sith use a different word for "newbie" than the jedi. I do know that I'm really feeling this new Star Wars: The Force Unleashed title. Course, I'm rocking a DS, likelyhood of me playing this game is zip-to-the-o.

Anyway, enjoy this simulation demo (oh, wow, stormtropper AI... this ain't your grandma's puppet physics), and some concept art starts at the 3:19 mark.

Tentacularity, Updated w/ Semi-Regularity

Hey, Cephy? What's that? I added new finds @ Cephalophanalia.

It's a whole lotta Q's and no U's here.

Well, crap. Just like the titular scrabble predicament, I bought a bargain wanna-be wacom tablet that came WITHOUT A PEN. Wonderful chinese product! Well, given the recent history I guess I should be happy that it wasn't made with cardboard or gave me chemical burns. But, man, I'm still burned. Dangit. No pen. On the upside I actually got decent service from ONE Fry's guy. And decent's all you can ask for, y'all know. I'd love to see the frakkin training video at that store. It's gotta be akin to Dave Chappelle's Kinko's skit. Sometimes I think of getting a job there just to verify my suspicions.

On to other topics. I came across this most excellent article on wired: How to Soundproof an Apartment to Muffle Your Wife's Drumming. Is that NOT PERFECT for me? Well, except the "wife" and "apartment" part. Well, let's bookmark this badboy and hope it'll be perfect for me in the near future. At least I got the drums. Actually congas are pretty easy to play somewhat softly (save the slapping... "your wife's slapping kept us up all night!"), but I played a brazilian repenique for a nanosecond and that involved a drumstick, slapping AND hitting the steel rim. Which in turn meant me trying wrap the drum in a towel and sit it on top of my bed, which only marginally muted the skins. I was going to say "And what's the point of playing softly?" but that brings me to...

Matt Wilson. He played with good ol Wycliffe Gordon @ Stanford and was he ever fun to watch. Improvising, melodic use of a kit, more enjoyable to watch him solo relatively softly on a cymbal than endure some machismo laden kid try and kill his drum set. And the guy's body language... as much fun to watch him and here him. Love to see him live again.

Would also love to see this famoso drummer y chica (the OTHER lovely Rita) in concert, but that ain't gonna happen either. DVD's are out tho, hmm. Hello amazon wish list!

Let's hear it for the boy!

I admit this looks like "young dentist fly in love" at first glance, but anyway a friend of mine is back in the "swang of thangs", and deservedly so.

Back from Vakay, OK?

Hello, chillen, I'm back from the Bay again, after an almost TOO long stay. (No offense to the company, but heaven is one's own bed. Fah. Reals.)


As usual, twas great to see my "meng", my "brah", and the animation people again. Additionally, I was lucky enough to hang with my old old OLD college bud (muhah!), H. It's been over six years! Seems like he's doing well, still making me envious with his world travels (back from Italy and the Czech republic, that bastard!) Was great to catch up again.


Equally great to see? My favorite familia, LOS SIMPSON. Pre-movie I made my pilgrimage to one of only 12 Kwik-E-Mart's in these here United States. The place was packed, as it was opening day for the film (which, contrary to my fears, was enjoyable!). At the K-E-M, there was a line out door, line to register, including me with my box of d'oh-nuts and squishie in hand.



As I've mentioned to others, that day I was cruising at nerd factor 5.

Also had a chance to hit good ol' Castle Rock again, for short afternoon hike. No bouldering this time around, but still wonderful vistas of the fog-shrouded Monterey bay as seen from the backside of the mtn., and a tasty cool breeze pushing me along the trail-- much to the chagrin of my hiking bud, who wanted leisurely and got SPEED WALKING instead. My apologies. Piccies forthcoming.

Ah, but back to life, back to reality. Yes, people, I'm back on my projects. Sorry about lagging on the webwork. Also, I must return to the daunting task of getting back to school in earnest, sticking my tentative toes onto a new path. God flipping help me.

ITMT, sketching! I put in on the web, now the pressure of all those millions who will see this (insert Crabapplian "HAH!" here) will compel me to actually get back to creatin' again. Or that's the hope. Certainly seeing all the anim. school folks have energized me once again. Wish I had some local crew to share the fun w/.

And agian, in that mode of hopefulness, "SACRAMENTO ANIMATION 3D 2D SACRAMENTO ANIMATION FANS ARTISTS 3D 2D FANS ARTISTS SACRAMENTO ANIMATION 3D 2D FANS ARTISTS SACRAMENTO ANIMATION 3D 2D FANS ARTISTS" Think that'll get this blog some traffic and some info on the above request?

Me neither.

Thank you, Herr Doctor.*

*Someone wants to watch Young Frankestein again.

Chocolate and peanut buttter!
Battlestar Galactica + The Simpsons.

10 kinds of cool, in my nerdy opinion

GOD I'll update this soon. I'm up to my arse in 3D. Damnit.

How un-PC of me. No offense meant! This is a thumbnail of an illo I'm working on for a videogame. God, 2006, the year of "Git 'Er Done", I hope. Focus on work.

Apropo of nothing, another cool puppet blog: Puppet Vision. God, I want this Audrey II. How fraking cool!

Yes, fraking.

ETA: OMG! Glove & Boots' Green Jello. Maybe it's the coffee kicking in, but I was ROLLING.

One of the conversational detours from this wkd.

Some of you might recall a couple years ago when scientists where successfully "growing" human transplant parts on animals. A mouse with human ear popping out of it's back, yadda. So, why the hell can't they grow chickens with nuggets on them? So this isn't even cross-creature experimentation-- this is what? A chicken with huge warts? Tasty, tasty warts? Just mutant growths that farmers shave off? Like wool to sheep, so nuggets to genetically engineered chickens.

Come on. It could happen. No chickens killed! Just... harvested!


(Actually I think I read on boingboing.net that they'd taken the animal out of the equation and started cloning and growing chicken meat. In a pietry dish. Kinda eww, ne?)